cold and lonely, tired and borednnjust like the day beforennmissing out on life's rewardnnof that you an e surennnnso bring on the dancing girlsnntake off the cold night and the sad daynnbring on the dancing girlsnntake off the twilight and the skies so greynnnnand they dance for him inside his headnnnnsoul destroyed by life's demandsnnwith nothing to believennour hero sits with head in hands and heart upon his sleevennnnso bring on the dancing girls take off the cold night and the sad daynnbring on the dancing girlsnnbring on the girls to dance his blues awaynnnnand they danced for him inside his head